Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
05.Nov.12, 09:59 AM
To be fair, Indivara didn't know how she felt about the discovery of the eggs on the beach. No one seemed able to agree on what, exactly was in them - Mostly people agreed they were just some type of wherry egg, especially after those few who had been whispering excitedly about firelizards had been swiftly silenced by a very angry B'jin - who, in Indivara's opinion, was hardly someone that she would ever label as 'scary'. But seeing the Weyrlingmaster threaten to throw the entire haul of eggs, and everyone that had been handling them in the centre of the lake via his dragon had almost been intimidating. Having Larrikith hiss and back up his threat had been a little more real, though Indivara knew she hadn't been alone amongst the weyrbred or bonded that had noticed the green dragons' amusement: eye colour was a dead give away, but most of the Northerners had bought it hook, line and sinker. If anyone was still whispering about firelizards, they were doing so well outside of B'jin's hearing range, and Indivara had warned one overly excited pair that Larrikith was a damned fine mind read; why did they think she was one of the best Search dragons?
Mostly, the girl found the whole thing highly amusing. They were just eggs and in all reality they should be eating them for breakfast. She had no idea why everyone had suddenly decided to keep them warm and safe, but that, too, was amusing. All the same, however, it hadn't stopped her from slipping into Kerrin's tent, kicking him awake, and dragging him down a length of the beach during the hours between 'lights out' and two am, both of them searching for eggs they refused to admit they were looking for. Firelizards could be extremely dangerous to the dragon population, and Indivara was no fool -- dragons were far more valuable than the firelizards they originated from would ever hope to be. She would rather drown all the firelizards and never see a live one (not that she ever had seen a live one) than risk her future dragonet getting sick and dying because of the little fuckers.
That had been the night before; Indivara had slept late after spending most of it a good several hundred lengths down the beach, enjoying the natural thing happened, resulting in an obnoxiously loud fight between herself and Kerrin that may or may not have been heard back at the Weyr proper, and they'd both stalked back to the campers, and into their own tents. Indivara couldn't remember what the fight had been about, but that was also pretty regular. She never stayed angry for very long and had woken up in a good mood, particularly since no one had decided to actively drag her out of her tent before she decided to. Getting herself breakfast and strolling down the beach Indivara had eaten slowly before finding a nice, quiet, sandy spot and after licking her fingers clean, had sprawled out on her stomach on the sand and lazily began construction on a sand castle.
Mostly, the girl found the whole thing highly amusing. They were just eggs and in all reality they should be eating them for breakfast. She had no idea why everyone had suddenly decided to keep them warm and safe, but that, too, was amusing. All the same, however, it hadn't stopped her from slipping into Kerrin's tent, kicking him awake, and dragging him down a length of the beach during the hours between 'lights out' and two am, both of them searching for eggs they refused to admit they were looking for. Firelizards could be extremely dangerous to the dragon population, and Indivara was no fool -- dragons were far more valuable than the firelizards they originated from would ever hope to be. She would rather drown all the firelizards and never see a live one (not that she ever had seen a live one) than risk her future dragonet getting sick and dying because of the little fuckers.
That had been the night before; Indivara had slept late after spending most of it a good several hundred lengths down the beach, enjoying the natural thing happened, resulting in an obnoxiously loud fight between herself and Kerrin that may or may not have been heard back at the Weyr proper, and they'd both stalked back to the campers, and into their own tents. Indivara couldn't remember what the fight had been about, but that was also pretty regular. She never stayed angry for very long and had woken up in a good mood, particularly since no one had decided to actively drag her out of her tent before she decided to. Getting herself breakfast and strolling down the beach Indivara had eaten slowly before finding a nice, quiet, sandy spot and after licking her fingers clean, had sprawled out on her stomach on the sand and lazily began construction on a sand castle.
